Not moving, at first, Then slowly she began to move her hand up and down my hard shaft, squeezing on the down stroke. She shifted her body so she was ...acing away from me, with her head toward my crotch. I raised my ass up to slide my shorts off. Now I’m completely nude. She has one hand capping my balls, as she slowly works her hand up and down. I didn’t make a sound, but my breathing did get shorter. Mom was in her robe. I wasn’t sure if she wanted me to play with her, so I started anyway.. " He was saying."You haven't." Bren murmured, soft but clear. He wasn't being deliberately provoking, but he was no happier to be at the table than Sophia was.She smiled, outwardly serene. "You saw the result of weeks of work, including assistance and invaluable advice from Captain Bren."Philip displayed poorly concealed surprise, "He must be the ultimate authority on vanships. I recall that you declined all offers of help when you first started to rebuild it."Bren concentrated on his next bite. He had always had one, even as a teenager. His white teeth were just visible beneath his upper lip and begged to be teased by my tongue. I walked quietly over to his side of the bed and reached down letting my fingers trail lightly up his bare leg to his thigh. The sheet moved just above where my fingers stopped. He took a deep breath and stretched a little, turning his head towards his bent arm. My fingers continued their trip over the sheet and back to his belly, stopping only when I had to. I’m sure we will be seeing each other,” Olga said.That night my wife Sandra and I had witnessed an extraordinary scene through my office window of both women making love to each other. They had also seen Sandra and I fucking ourselves silly while watching them.Later on, they had come over for a drink and we had found out that in effect both of them were bisexual and very open to all kinds of sexual experiences. They were invited to come over on Saturday for a BBQ with the hint of an all-night.